Teresa snorted. « No decent man would support a bathroom haircut, my girl. »
« Mama, » Letty whined.
« But, » Teresa added, softening, « he would’ve loved the reason for it. »
Luis leaned against the station and looked at Letty. « Your dad couldn’t stand seeing people suffer alone. It drove him crazy. »
« He would’ve loved the reason for it. »
Letty looked down at her hands. « Millie tried to act like she didn’t care, but she did. »
« Of course she did, baby, » I said.
Teresa stayed late. Between fixing my daughter’s hair and matching hair already set aside for pediatric wigs, she managed to finish one by the next morning.
Before school, Letty and I picked up the wig.
« Do I look weird, Mom? »
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